Vivian’s angry face was so loud that even Yara, who was standing beside her, was startled, not to mention the pretty girl at the reception desk.


    The receptionist shuddered violently and immediately exined, “Miss Vivian, I’m really sorry, this is what our Mr. Morris meant. If you …”


    She said, her eyes lifted and looked behind Vivian, immediately reaching out and pointing over, “Miss Vivian, our Mr. Morris is here, you can go directly to her if you have anything.”


    Vivian and Yara looked back in unison, and there was Morris in his suit with Trent, his special assistant, walking down the hall.


    Yara nervously pulled Vivian in and whispered in her ear, “Vivian, can you … go talk to her for me? I, I’m afraid …”


    The fact that the receptionist had already refused them entry to the building just now was enough to show that Morris was really disgusted with Vivian.


    At this time, if she didn’t take her child away, she was only afraid that there would be no chance behind her.


    The point is, Mike is now very ill and there is no telling how much time he will have left.


    Vivian knew what Yara was worried about and although she wanted to stay, she knew her mind was made up and there was no point in saying more.


    “Good.”


    With a slight jowl and a response, she walked towards Morris, directly in front of him, “Morris, why are you avoiding me?”


    Vivian spoke in an arrogant manner, questioning Morris directly in front of the crowd.


    This “arrogant” stance made her seem a bit “uppity”.


    Morris ced his hands in his trouser pockets and his cool gaze fell on Vivian’s face.


    After a quick nce, he noticed that the swelling on her cheek had gone and the red marks from the p had disappeared, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.


    God knew how worried he had been about her.


    “Trent , take her out.”


    The man withdrew his gaze and walked right around Vivian.


    He would have loved to take her to the office to talk slowly and spend more time with her, but right now, circumstances didn’t allow it.


    Time went back tost night.


    Night apartment.


    Morris stands in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows with a ss of wine, overlooking the bright lights of L City, as if he were back in the good old days with Vivian.


    Buzzing…


    At that moment, the phone in his pocket suddenly rang.


    Morris put the wine on the table and picked up the phone, scanning the screen, which showed a series of mobile phone numbers.


    Although the number was not saved, Morris clearly remembered that it was Houghton’s phone.


    He didn’t hesitate and answered the phone straight away, “Houghton?”


    Since breaking up with Vivian, Houghton had barely contacted him, and now it was the middle of the night, suddenly contacting him, it must be something important.


    “Morris, Anthony has gotten word from somewhere that he has begun to suspect Vivian’s identity.”


    The tone was heavy.


    At that, Morris’ brow furrowed slightly, and after a pause, she wondered, “Isn’t Vivian’s identity rarely known? Why did it get out?”


    “There’s no such thing as an airtight wall.”


    Houghtonmented, adding, “There are a million eyes on her now, so it’s important that you keep your distance from her.”


    “I know how to do that.” Morris raised a hand to rub his temples and looked down at the street below the building for a moment before asking him, “Is there anything I can do for you?”


    “There’s really something I need your help with.” Houghton had learned of a matter and had gone to great lengths to investigate it, but to no avail.


    When Morris spoke up, he thought it might be something Morris could help with.


    “There’s a man missing and I need you to look into it undercover.”


    “Houghton, whatever you say.”


    “Fraser,” Houghton let out a long, worried sigh, “this man has been missing since he left for C. He seems to have vanished into thin air. He knows too much, and now that he’s lost contact, I’m always uneasy.”


    When Fraser was in L City, he had the chance to get rid of him, but he found out that Fraser seemed to be helping Vivian secretly, so he wanted to keep Fraser, so that he could be of use to himter.


    But since Fraser had left C, he had disappeared, leaving Houghton a little uneasy.


    “Fraser?”


    Morris didn’t ask much, but it was easy to guess from Houghton’s words that he must know something about Vivian’s identity. “Yes, I’ll arrange that.”


    …


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    Morris was deliberately distant in order to keep his distance from Vivian, and his attitude towards her was bing more and more indifferent.


    Onmand, Trent immediately stepped forward and stood in front of Vivian, making a ‘please’ gesture, “Miss Vivian, please.”


    Trent didn’t understand what Morris was trying to do, but he had to do what his master said.


    Vivian’s eyes went cold and she took a step to the side, directly in front of Morris, “Morris, you can ignore me, but you can’t ignore Yara.”


    “Yeah, yeah.”


    An impatient Yara said immediately, “I just want to see my son, I miss him so much, can I have him back?”


    “Your son?”


    Morris raised his eyebrows slightly, “I haven’t seen your son. is Miss Yara mistaken about something.”


    “You … you …”


    Yara froze and was at a loss for what to say.


    She never expected Morris to say that, and her eyes widened in shock as her mind went nk.


    “What mistake, weren’t your people the ones who picked up the baby from Yara?” Vivian didn’t know why Morris would say that.


    But one thing was clear to her, and that was that Morris’sment would make Yara terrified.


    The next thing she knew, Yara was lunging at Morris and shoving him, “Morris, don’t pretend to be confused. You were the one who told me to give you my son that day, you said you were going to protect him.”


    She growled anxiously, her eyes flushed red for a moment.


    Morris’ lips tugged at the corners, “Heh, joke. I’m not rted to you, what reason do I have to protect your son.”


    Seeing Yara, who was ranting like a madman in front of him, Morris felt the irony of it all.


    Vivian didn’t know what was going on between her and Mike, but he knew that Yara and Mike were together again.


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    If Yara wasn’t Vivian’s best friend, he could have ignored it.


    “You’re full of shit! I clearly gave you the baby.” Yara choked back a sob and pointed her long fingers at Morris’ face, “If you don’t give me the baby, do you believe I’ll call the police now and sue you for child trafficking?”


    “Really?”


    Morris didn’t care, “You’re the one with the hands, do what you want.”


    He said and walked away.


    Vivian took a step to follow him and was about to say something when her phone suddenly rang in her pocket.


    She pulled it out and looked at it; it was Stewart’s phone.


    Stewart had called her this morning to contact her about the news, and now he was calling again, so naturally there was something going on.


    Vivian didn’t hesitate and answered the phone, “Stewart?”


    “Vivian, something’s happened. I’ve been sending someone to look for Fraser, but I just got word that he seems to have been kidnapped and his whereabouts are still unknown.”